I guess the main problem is that I don't understand the purpose of tea.
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Friday, December 28, 2012
it must be frustrating to be a republican, so real and so stupid
I know Obama was elected and the world didn't end, but if the rich pay more in taxes it will all fall apart- all of it, this whole banker based system we have in place, our perfect consumer society will get shot full of holes like a kindergarten class.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
my dad had a beard, but i don't really look at him as a "man"
Let's make sure I got this straight-- good kids get toys, bad kids get punched in the neck? Or do we just kinda 'know' all kids suck so everyone gets a neck punch? What about rich kids? Can we punch them extra? Training for this job sucks, they should open this position up for immigrants with a better education (less first world problems like diabetes and consumption burnout, not to mention the raging pill monkey santa always has to -excuse my goy- 'schlepp' along with that sack of plastic shit due to the shear physical requirements of this stupid stupid job. Sorry, not job, "career".)
So when exactly do I get to punch them in the neck? Do i do it when they're sleeping? because that seems especially shitty. I don't know anything.
Monday, December 24, 2012
i love it when fat dudes with beards don't approve
I don't judge you-or I do, doesn't matter. What matters is he was a phony and therefore deserved to die.
Friday, December 14, 2012
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Monday, December 3, 2012
Saturday, December 1, 2012
i have etsy dream copy, but then i wouldn't even be able to do that.
Not content with the prospect of being just an internet meme, she continued her quest
for the perfect vintage typewriter on which to compose her great
american housewife novel. She maintained it would be so epic she wouldn't even want to shop anymore; or remember the hole material possessions could fill.
Friday, November 30, 2012
there are things i should be doing
Shows, shit, shitshows, things that will keep me relevant, interested, but more important, interesting...but yeah...no.
Saturday, November 10, 2012
melancholera
the original of this is 96'x 170', it's taken up my whole life. i don't know why that butterfly feels so bad, but he must have done something really horrible to that flat head lady. it's nice to think about their relationship, especially now that I know it had to come to this. relationships never end well even when they never end.
Reaching across the aisle to dickpunch a racist
First of all-we quit giving money to everything red because God will give them money, then we send all of the unemployed people in the blue part down to the red part to rip up the roads and bridges built by the federal government. It's a win/win, unless you consider the south which lost a long time ago.
We should quit stringing them along. We're like the cheerleaders who talk to the retarded guy on the bus about his puffy coat because they think they are being nice but they are only making him feel like he is in reach of something he will never ever have.
We should quit stringing them along. We're like the cheerleaders who talk to the retarded guy on the bus about his puffy coat because they think they are being nice but they are only making him feel like he is in reach of something he will never ever have.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
i draw awful things
not like of concentration camps or the inside of cancer, but awful things that i can't stop drawing. i'm not going to call it a problem, but i am going to start incorporating it into the other cuterawful things i sell. maybe someone will help me if they can see the problem, when they smell it, they just walk away.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
I shop at estate sales
Please come to the old church tonight for 'muerephernalia' (you can use that if you want...i don't know why anyone would, but feel free).
I will be showing lots of estate sale finds, like these nice ladies here. They come in their original estate frames. Like Dorian Gray--but cuter.
I will be showing lots of estate sale finds, like these nice ladies here. They come in their original estate frames. Like Dorian Gray--but cuter.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
like all good cheeses, i have a process.
koalas are kinda cunts, right? they aren't really bears, and pandas are just weak. symbolically it works too, but that's not the point. poor pandas and polars, they hate it when we drive.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Saturday, October 6, 2012
women do have purchasing power
Like any woman with a mother, I wonder when I will end
Tracy tried to remember the exact moment she went from being a strong woman with valid opinions to "fucking crazy."
Saturday, September 29, 2012
regrets are for thinkers
Hey there sunshine, don't be sad, mistakes are just something you make while you wait for life to end.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
and "stuff"
There was a world where her denim overalls were respected as the metaphor they were intended, and her anger was backed by more than 'brain fat'. And sweet-sweet revenge would be hers.
She could see it- and it looked pretty shitty too.
She could see it- and it looked pretty shitty too.
Friday, September 14, 2012
i mean, really?
and why would you bother eating them if you knew it all ended up as shit in the end? and what besides the red hot chili peppers is shit, anyway? it's all gray, brownish tannish gray-which is why, design-wise (there should be a shortcut for that as it is the 'literally' of the aesthetically attractive), so 'dwise', it's nice that the artist chose orange for the printing, or maybe that was just the only color available during the war because they were using their 'dwise' resources to kill germans before they killed jews--either way, i LOVE it with the orange (i'm super into orange right now, you know, 'dwise').
i couldn't be bothered to read the chapter, but i'm pretty sure they didn't mention tacos which sucks, because tacos are my favorite food right now. 'What aren't foods', i think that's the real question here, and the post apocalyptic version of this reader totally addresses that.
Monday, September 10, 2012
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
i'm concerned about the modern mittman
"No fruit roll ups for you until you thank HIM. "
to see a mother stand up for jesus like that with those insolent cheeto eating children made me proud. Like a prod in the right direction or a jolt from above by a guy who hates his job--i really knew that we should all be thankful for the pile of chemical treated genetically modified poison our fat mother lady chooses to foist on us. it gave me a moment of pause, a sudden awareness of how everything changes and nothing is lost. Thanks fat bitch with the ugly kids, you made me human.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
relationships are a lot of career
Deep down she knew that she could avoid all of it if she could just talk enough to her husband. They talked, you know, like people talk...but didn't really talk enough. They didn't say anything and instead of accepting that she had nothing to say, she just thought that if she kept talking she would talk enough. And, as we all know, with just the right amount of talking, everything gets better instead of whatever the fuck it is now. Then she thought about yellow and why a lot of women didn't wear yellow, like that lady at the pool. Why did she think she could get away with yellow? and that kid...why did that kid suck so bad...what was it about him that made him completely intol... then even she quit listening.
He thought he could avoid all of it if ... then he quit listening too.
He thought he could avoid all of it if ... then he quit listening too.
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
i remind myself that the world is full of phonies
Monday, August 27, 2012
i like to honky tonk sitting down with some sort of bread in my hands
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
re-pubelicunts
Friday, July 13, 2012
Monday, July 9, 2012
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
I have something to do for a couple of days!
Sunday, May 13, 2012
"I am leaving that to the Montessori school. They have all wood toys, it's like they have a mommy who loves them but is made of wood and doesn't have a full time job that is more satisfying than them. You can't put a price on that shit, especially if you have never had kids. I'm so different, you can tell by my little Ava's screen printed bike shirt."
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Opening on Thursday May 17th
Monday, April 9, 2012
Friday, April 6, 2012
pill monkey
There's three now, that's so many more than two. They make great get well cards for your nanny or your pep pep--or anyone else who is sick enough to not take it all so seriously. Or, maybe someone broke their shoulder, these are great "sorry you broke your collarbone" cards if this were like 1974 and people still did shit like sent cards to people who break their shoulders instead of just writing "bummer about your shoulder" on their facebook page--and I suppose people then had the decency to not ramble on about their collarbone and show you x-rays because, really, they should be ashamed that they are so inept at riding a bike that costs more than fresh water for Haiti.
I'm sending one right now!
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
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